Don't Panic When Things Happen, Call the Police First

Every family has blind spots that others can't see. Many people envy Michael's family and his house. After all, it's not easy to move into a middle-class community at such a young age.

But who would have thought that the house might not be as perfect as Lin Qi imagined.

Some old appliances haven't been replaced, some wallpaper is faintly yellowing with age, some decorative plasterboard is cracking, and some floors are no longer as stable as they used to be due to years of disrepair and woodworm.

Every family has similar problems, some are just in terms of decoration and furnishings, and some are in terms of family relationships.

Fortunately, Michael's job and workplace ensure that his family won't have too many problems in terms of family relationships. Being a manager in a key department ensures that his family has enough food and clothing, and some extra money.

As long as financial freedom is achieved, most of the time the relationship between family members will not be unpleasant. Affection, enthusiasm, in essence, are based on material things, which may be unnecessary agitation in the eyes of some people.

When Newspaper Boss stepped on a floorboard that Michael's Wife had mentioned twice but hadn't replaced, the sound of wood twisting and rubbing echoed through the empty house.

In the middle of the night, if there was a sound of someone in the living room, it would be enough to make many people's nerves, which were sensitive in the dark, tense up.

Michael's Wife turned on the light, walked to the door, and listened to the sounds outside with her ear pressed against the door panel.

She was the only one in the house today. The Maid wasn't a live-in, full-time maid. Their house wasn't a villa or a manor, just an ordinary detached house in a middle-class community.

They didn't have extra bedrooms and bathrooms for the Maid to use, and their child was away at a full-time private school, so she was the only one in the room.

The woman in her thirties listened carefully for a while. There didn't seem to be any more sounds coming from the living room downstairs. The sound she had suddenly heard just now was as unreal as a hallucination.

Facing the door, she hesitated, should she go out and take a look? Michael was usually at home, and she had never realized that a large house would give her such a terrible feeling of fear, with only a door's distance separating her from the boundary between light and darkness.

Opening the door and facing the darkness, not everyone has that courage.

At the same time, Newspaper Boss was holding a gun, gently stepping on the stairs and slowly walking towards the second floor. His eyes were fierce and slightly crazy as he stared at the light under the door of a room in the corridor on the second floor.

Those lights seemed to want to break free from the narrow gap and light up the entire room to dispel the darkness, but they were too weak, so weak that they could only illuminate the floor less than an inch away from the gap.

He was barefoot, maintaining a slow speed, and slowly walked to the outside of the master bedroom door. He knew that the floor he had stepped on just now might have alarmed the people in the room. He was waiting, waiting for the other party to open the door on their own initiative.

A dozen seconds later, Michael's Wife hesitantly opened the door. An ugly face occupied her entire vision. The instinctive scream of fear was punched back in less than half a second! Outside the house, Lin Qi saw two shadows flashing quickly past the window through the not-completely-light-blocking curtains. The sudden scream stopped abruptly, and it didn't even alarm the surrounding neighbors.

Lin Qi packed up the tools in his hand, silently climbed down the telephone pole, glanced at the window with the light on, and turned to run towards the gate.

If Newspaper Boss didn't come to him and was willing to suffer this loss in silence, then there would be no more story of Newspaper Boss and him in this whole matter.

But he was unwilling to suffer in silence and came to his door, which meant that Newspaper Boss was an unstable factor, and he was likely to become a huge trouble, especially his greed might turn into a dagger stabbing him in the dark.

Once Michael trusted him and believed that his money had been withheld by him, then they were likely to join forces, which was not a situation that Lin Qi liked.

When enemies can join forces, it means that he will face more unexpected troubles, so he gave Newspaper Boss a trick.

He wanted to give Michael a lesson that would hurt him to the core, but also take the opportunity to clean up Newspaper Boss, otherwise Newspaper Boss might bite him in the police station and push what he said onto himself.

This was also the situation that Lin Qi was most worried about. He was not yet a celebrity in the Bayer Federation, or even in this small city, Sabine City. Few people had heard of his name.

A Bureau of Investigation team leader of the Federal regional tax bureau really shamelessly framed a person, it may not be impossible to become a reality. In this process, coupled with the role of Newspaper Boss cooperating with Michael by self-defilement, Lin Qi might really be caught by them.

After absorbing a lot of knowledge in that small place, he came to a conclusion, try not to let his potential enemies form an alliance. The more people there are, the bolder they become, and in the end they will turn "possibility" into "reality".

Whether it is success or failure, it is only an attempt for them, but for himself, it may be a devastating blow. The best solution is to "solve" them before they form an alliance, so that they cannot become a whole.

Lin Qi ran towards the guard post and quickly found the security guard on duty. After he told him about his discovery, it immediately aroused the security guard's attention.

After Michael discovered Lin Qi here before, he specifically asked the community service company to take care of his house and expressed his concern that only his wife would be at home after he went on a business trip.

Regarding Michael's entrustment, the service company guaranteed that they would do their best to fulfill his instructions, after all, he was the leader of the local tax bureau's investigation team and had some power.

The service company handed this matter over to the security guard. At this time, the security guard dared not to be negligent when he heard about it. He not only used the walkie-talkie to summon more people, but also the person on duty at the sentry box immediately ran towards Michael's house.

Another group of patrolling security guards hadn't arrived yet, he gritted his teeth and rushed into the room, not forgetting to loudly ask about the situation in the room.

Sometimes, issuing a warning is not to remind the criminals that those who are going to catch him are coming, but to try to stop the criminal behavior in this way. Neither the police nor the Bureau of Investigation are that stupid!

Suddenly, the curtains on the second floor were lifted, the Newspaper Boss looked at the security guard who had broken into the yard in horror, glanced back at Michael's Wife who had been beaten by him and lost the courage to resist, clenched the gun in his hand, and still made the decision to escape immediately.

He wasn't here to die, he was just here for revenge. Although he hadn't completed his original plan, he had at least taken revenge to some extent, so there was no need to put himself here.

He fastened the belt he had just loosened again, rushed out of the room and jumped down from the second floor. Before he had time to run out, the door of the room was kicked open.

Eye to eye, the confrontation at this time and the whistle coming from a distance made the Newspaper Boss immediately come back to his senses. He subconsciously took out the gun from his pocket and ran towards the door while shouting, "Don't force me, get out of the way from the door!"

Faced with the threat of a pistol, most people would not think that their flesh and blood could stop the damage of bullets. The security guard's scalp went numb and he raised his hands high...

Seeing this scene, the Newspaper Boss had a twisted smile on his face, and he once again realized the power of this little cutie in his hand.

Witnessing the departure of the Newspaper Boss, the security guard rushed upstairs to find Michael's Wife, while using the radio walkie-talkie to tell the other security guards about the situation here.

In less than thirty seconds, the sirens of police cars sounded outside the community - there are always many police patrol cars in middle-class gathering places, and some upper-class gathering communities even have two to three police cars on duty all year round.

As for some poorer lower districts or slums, of course, the authorities will never admit this concept. In those areas, let alone police cars, there are no patrol officers.

This society is so simple and direct, how much value you have, the society will give you the treatment that matches your own value!